Dracula:
[looks from a building]
Look at them down there, scurrying around like insects. They don't know anything about honor or living by the sword. Not like you and I do. Do you think they could ever grasp what it means to be immortal?
Blade:
You're not immortal. I musta heard hundreds of you rodents make the same claim. Each one of them has tasted the end of my sword.
Dracula:
Perhaps I will too, then. But I think it is more likely the next time we meet, you fall before *mine*.
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